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I never cared for blue eyes. a simple, dull tone of boring pens   and pale skys and puddles.                     a common colour among a million eyes. until yours.        then pools of shining ink spreading across plain pages, filling chapters of my life. a bright summer horizon expanding before me, everywhere eyes can see.             an huge, infinite ocean of sparkling blue,                       blue thats fills my eyes and mind and lungs,               voluntarily drowning in your colour.
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 1:40 PM UTC
Blue eyes
I never cared for blue eyes. a simple, dull tone of boring pens   and pale skys and puddles.                     a common colour among a million eyes. until yours.        then pools of shining ink spreading across plain pages, filling chapters of my life. a bright summer horizon expanding before me, everywhere eyes can see.             an huge, infinite ocean of sparkling blue,                       blue thats fills my eyes and mind and lungs,               voluntarily drowning in your colour.
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19/F/England
May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 1:40 PM UTC
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